What PAIN is?
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Standing here at the beach while watching the sunset, it always has been my favorite spot since then. I still remember my first heartbreak, the betrayal. How it changed me and the pain it caused me. I let myself changed so that I can learn to let go, and while looking at the sunset, I've realized that not everything ends according to what we wished for.
Life has always been like the sunset. Sunset holds so much meaning. They signify endings, change, and transformation. The sunsets remind us that changes in our lives are normal, considered a part of our lives and that everything has its end.
I always believe that there are happiness and great things waiting for me behind my sadness and brokenness. And I am glad, I found him and he found me. He makes me the happiest girl and I wouldn't change that for anything else. I'll fight for him in every means and I know also he will fight for me as well. We will both fight for each other, not until everything turns out the way we didn't expect.
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Hey, it's my first story here. I found this short story I've written when I'm on my 10th grade. So I'm already apologizing to you all if there are grammatical errors. I'm just starting when I wrote this and maybe you'll not find this very interesting. I'll find time to edit so please bear with me. lovelots
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